IF YOU ARE A FOOL

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Because it was still afternoon I intended to go to cafe X using the motor only. It can get there faster. Even though I have got a car birthday gift from the eyes, but I do not really like to go out by car, it is difficult to penetrate traffic jams. Especially in the morning when everyone is out to their respective activities. And in the afternoon at work.

This matic motorbike is nothing but a gift from the eyes when I was 17 years old. But unfortunately at that time my mom and dad did not allow me to ride my own motorcycle to go to school.

During that time also the maroon-red matic motorbike became a occupant of the garage. And now that vehicle has become my loyal friend as long as it doesn't rain.

Ashar's Adhan has been delivered. Unlike the usual days, where I often wait for the voice of the Adhan echoed by someone I know, now my heart feels very reluctant. Even to remember his name I don't want to. Is this what we call anger? was I really angry at that figure this time?

The letter I received this afternoon was not open. I'm not too curious about the contents, it might be the same as usual when he made a mistake. Apologize, regret, and promise. I seem to have been very familiar with the pattern that the man created.

I don't know, I don't want to think about that much longer.

After I took a bath and prayed ashar of course, now I was sitting in front of the mirror, making thin-make-up has become my habit. It was not intentional to attract the opposite sex, it was just that I saw myself looking more mature with less polish.

Starting from the insistence of Siska now I have been accustomed to do that, so it does not take much longer to be in front of the mirror.

A message from sister Maryam came in, telling her she was already on her way. I also immediately rolled with my motor matic.

Still with my own feelings, I avoided the road that passed through Dian's house. Even if the main line is a little further away, I prefer that.

This time the distance I traveled quite a long time from home, it took approximately 30 minutes to arrive at the place at a speed of 40-60km/h. So I drove at a speed of 60-80km/h so I arrived faster.

Sometimes I feel like someone is following me, when I go fast the bike is no less fast like afraid to lose track of me. But once the lights are red, I can't reach him through my rearview motor. Repeatedly like that, but I still sure drove with my mouth still muttering sholawat. May salvation be with me. I believe God is the best protector.

When I arrived at the place I had met sister Maryam in front of the cafe.

"why not go in right away? " i reprimanded Maryam as soon as I finished parking the bike.

"yes, there is already Mr. Nicholas inside" said sister Maryam softly, as shyly.

"good donk, can talk first" I teased sister Maryam

"no ah, you're Kayra" that's how Maryam's sister, I who try to keep a distance from men alone often khilaf. But Sister Maryam was always determined to keep her distance from men and always avoided being alone with her.

For some reason, I remembered the figure of Jo's sister. Who always tried to break through my defenses. And stupidly I lost to survive.

Then remember what my mom said the other day, which was like Jo's sister would be my guardian. Suddenly I was angry with him. Jo's sister helped me a lot, but it all happened because of her. If only he hadn't kept forcing me to approach me, I probably wouldn't have experienced it either.

Ah, I don't know. The more all thought just makes the more chaotic the feelings alone.

"assalamu'alaikum sir" I reprimanded Mr. Nicholas first as soon as I saw the table he was sitting on. It seems that I am so close to Mr. Nicholas even though Maryam's brother already knew Mr. Nicholas first.

"waalaikumusalam" come sit down.

Mr. Nicholas invited us to sit down. Already in the field of one glass of orange juice, it seems that already from earlier Mr. Nicholas came, so excited to meet his potential wife maybe.

"sir, already know with sister Maryam is certainly" while the one mentioned by name just smiled.

"please have a conversation, let me take a menu book" not much further ado, I immediately gave them time to talk.

I walked towards the reservation. The atmosphere of the cafe is quite crowded, maybe that's why there are no waitres who come because they are busy. Or maybe it is the rule of customers who approach the booking table.

When I stood in line at the booking place, there was an employee who came to tell other employees

"there's a fuss ahead"

"who, customer? "

"don't know, still outside anyway, a parking space grab maybe"

then the curious employee monitored the TV side and raised the area where there was a commotion.

Everyone who stood in front of me had received the service, now it was my turn to order. Because it's at the front so I can come see the CCTV screen .

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my heart immediately skipped a beat when I found out who was fighting in front. Brother Jo and Dian, what are they doing? I knew before that they were friends, but why are they fighting now?

"cz, I know them. Please deliver the order to table number 8, I'll be out for a while" I told the cashier's desk after I paid for the order

As soon as I got to the front, I saw that they were insisting on each other's conversation. I deliberately did not immediately rebuke them for wanting to know what they were arguing about

"you here, why suddenly non-jok me" said Dian while holding the tip of his lips.

"it was for a reply to the slap on Kayra's face" Jo said in an angry tone

"you said what the hell" looks like Dian doesn't want that thing in the open

"you don't have to pretend anymore. I know everything about you and Kayra.

Stay away from Kayra if you come closer just to hurt her" there was a loud warning voice that Jo's sister said

"i'm here to take care of Kayra, I heard Kayra make a deal with Mr. Nicholas so I follow Kayra" Dian spoke. Apparently, while on campus, he deliberately followed and eavesdropped on my conversation with Mr. Nicholas.

"you said you want to keep Kayra from Mr. Nicholas, while you take care of Kayra from ummi you just can't" said brother Jo with a dismissive tone

Their dispute continued for quite a while. There are a lot of things I can know about their dispute.

After all it was revealed that both friends liked the same girl, which was me. Will they remain friendly?

And what about myself, now my heart is getting messed up after hearing what they say.

I could only stand with a heart that was rumbling.

I did not get close, they finally realized that I was watching their dispute.

And now, should I get angry in the middle of a fight between the two?

"Cayra"

"Kay"

dian also said Brother Jo as soon as they realized my presence

"when were you there? " ask brother Jo

"from earlier. And I heard a lot of your talk" I spoke in a quivering tone.

The two of them exchanged looks.

"Kayra you don't misunderstand me" said Brother Jo

While Dian was still silent.

I know he's not the kind of guy to talk to. Even after this, I did not know if he still had the courage to keep approaching me, after so many actions that he created.

Dian is the type of person who is quiet, shy, but continues to force to approach.

"you two are the same. Equally troublesome to me" I actually wanted to say at length, in my heart I railed against them both. But for some reason, this mouth is heavy to say. Only that sentence can come out.

I leave them with a feeling that is still not good. I've been dead too long, Sister Maryam, she must have been looking for me.

When I returned the pair of men and women sitting opposite each other were silent.

There was only a drink, and I didn't see the line of food I ordered.

"finished already? " sir Nicholas rebuked me. And I can't pretend anymore to smile.

"already sir. Father and sister Maryam are you done? can we stay in this place? or I ask permission to go home first if it's not finished"

"we're done" replied Maryam and Nicholas together. Then they looked at each other, as if they knew what was going on with me.

"Kayra are you okay? sit down first, drink your drink" sister Maryam seemed to notice me.

I finally sat down and took a sip of the lemon ice I ordered.

"don't think too much about Kayra, don't make them a burden for you" advises Nicholas.

"i looked ahead because you didn't come back. Chairman same vice BEM on campus right? " sir Nicholas explained.

"the meal is over, I asked for it on purpose. We go home now, Kay? " ask sister Maryam.

I nod my head

"may I come with brother? " ask me to Maryam's sister.

"can, ayok. Go to my sister's house" and we'll be out of the cafe for the parking lot.

There were still two guys pacing around in front of the cafe. Fortunately, there was no security guard, if there was definitely an expulsion from earlier.

"Cayra"

"Kay"

they called me at the same time. But I ignored. And it was Mr. Nicholas who approached them.

I don't know what they're talking about, I'm not paying attention. Immediately I got into Maryam's car and drove away from the cafe.

About my motorbike, I just left a message to the cafe keeper that someone will take.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma asked Mr. Warno to take Kayra's motorbike at cafe X. Kayra followed Dian and Brother Johan, they made trouble. Kayra to Maryam's sister's house"

I sent a message to my mom and then I sent a picture of Maryam driving a car.

Sister Maryam's family is no stranger to you, so it won't be a problem if I'm there even till night.

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cie, who's a snatch for two good-looking guys, happy what's proud of that?

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I hope you like the presence of Kayra. And do not get bored to leave a trace, so that those who read the spirit that is written also more enthusiastic.

Do not forget the author to say thank you to those who are still faithful to stop by this novel. 🙏😘

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